Monday, December 28, 2009

Chasing waves and Yacht spotting - Day 1

Today began pretty much as usual, woke up around 6a.m and was out searching for a spot to 'wet run' my new BZ PRO HUBB 41.5 (TAN-TARAN-TA-TA-TA-TAAAAAA) and trolled everywhere on the south coast until I got back to ol' reliable silver sands beach, it was ok, a bit messy at times, plus there was that run in with a small stingray/mantaray jumping out of the water(personal reference here), but i stuck it out for the entire morning as THE BOARD FUCKING ROCKED!, seriously, carving around tourists (or 'tourisms' as I like to call them) left right and centre.

Around 11.30 I decided to fuck off to find something to eat, and while I happened to do so I got a tip-off that the west/north coast was the place to be. Change of plans. I made a bee-line for my favorite west coast break, a place called tropicana, it's a sweet reef break that can be like riding on a sheet of glass.

On the way there, I happened to spot this thing in at the port, apparently it belongs to Paul Allen of microsoft fame and it's f-ing huge, (wikiworldorder article here.)

Here are a few pictures of it I pilfered off the net that also happen to be in good ol' bim.

and yes, that is a yacht inside of the yacht.

:-| anyhoo,

so I got to tropicana and it was mediocre at best, so I f-ed off again to head to one of our more infamous breaks at a place called "duppies".

interjection: Anyone that has ever surfed in Barbados has heard of duppies, and so I feel it's my duty to provide you with a summative description of said location; *ahem*

  • 20'+ waves - check
  • secluded desolate location - check
  • cliff descent for water entry - check
  • 1/4 mile paddle to the take-off point - check
  • riptides - check
  • crazy jackass living near the edge of the cliff that randomly dumps dead chickens off the cliff - check
  • abundance of carnivorous sealife - check
And by carnivorous sealife I mean sharks.

end interjection


today was no exception, sans 20' breakers, but I estimated 12-14' for sure, and for the first 1/8 mile out looked like a washing machine on agitate. I'll update with the pictures I took on my phone to corroborate this. Needless to say, I suffered a severe case of the 'yellow belly' and was forced to sit that session out and made do with having to watch all 3 nutters surfers that dared to enter the water.

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